Ice Fire

2018 by Uzom

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o for so long. A day that she had looked forward to with

day was Páliükez, a special day when each fae who was of age could find their chosen. There wou

nd joy. She hated it. Hated it with everything inside her. Hated how some who had not found their chosen were tw

more lovey dovey and cozy during this time, more than usual. Holding h

with everything including their lives, love them for the rest of their lives, cherish

wanted it for such a long time. Because she couldn't have it because she wouldn't allow herself to. Because who ever was in charge

, goblins, gnomes, pixies, dwarves, even weres. Some would've already found their ch

ost. The only natural colours in the forest were white, the brown and black of bark

d her thoughts alone. In a place where she could cry, scream and stew in peace before

t. She just needed to go deeper. Along the way, she saw a pixie g

ing there, her eyes seemed to be somewhere else. Her wings alight. She knew what that meant

The pixie girl turned, her eyes meeting his. He had blond hair that met his shoul

their eyes. But she could sense the emotions coming o

e happy together and a part of her heart despised it

other scene met her eyes. She felt

been avoiding all week. The one couple she didn't want to see

aring a kiss. She left. It didn't look l

y that they found each other.

still had not found her chosen. She had dreams about him, never se

ed from his four year training and she had her hopes high that it would be hi

leeved dress and left for the ceremony. She went with her par

d. Even when the ceremony was over she still had hope. Many f

im. He never liked such large gatherings, he preferred smaller ones and there were a few places she

out telling anyone, only to find him with Shanire, a fairy girl who never liked her for some reason and a few years ago she decided the feeling was m

ore as she remembered. The tears welling up in her eyes finally started

dge her, even when she was dreaming. Constantly rejecting her. Shattering what was le

te hair billowing behind her, as white as the fast spreading frost she left behind. She wished she could fly, fly

hout the wings that graced his or any other fairy's back. She inherited her mother's stature. Her l

be over but she couldn't. She only had two hours to herself and then she had to go back.